Chuuya entered the small apartment, locking and closing the door with a forced, tired exhale leaving his throat. "Hey, I'm back." He grunted, swinging the keys around his index finger.

Chuuya looked to his right, spotting you still awake around these late hours. At this point, he was used to you pulling all nighters and staying up late.

Chuuya placed a hand on his waist, squinting. "Don't stay up too long, you hear me?" He slightly scowled, yet deep down he cared for your health.